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A woman may race to get a man a gift but it always ends in a tie.

quote by Earl Wilson
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The Right Thing

Doing what is right
As oppose to what seems right
Gives one insight

Life secrets do a woman hold
Manufactured deep from in her soul
A long distance race she does run

Working until there is no sun
Decapitation of her natural fun
An undertanding of why a woman runs

Woman is so debonair
A reason for the whole world to care
Woman...

Created not as a catastrophe
Woman...
Created as a structure free

For man that is the best of he.
The gift(woman) , with mature delight
Adds insight to mans plight.

Woman is for man a great joy/not toy.
Man has hindered his`gift` long enough.
Man made woman's beginnings rough

Treating woman as an enterprise
As he ran unconcern through her thighs.

Now, where on earth would man be
If you, woman were as half as wrong as he?
Doing what is right,

As oppose to what seems right...
Keep man ffom being honest both
Day and night.

Today man has open his eyes
Now he works at it...
And respect those thighs...

Doing the right thing.

whisperkwane

swtlamb@yah oo.com

poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Woman is in the lap of A, B, C.....

A says
Woman is attractive flower
B says
Woman is beautiful gift
C says
Woman is great source of comfort
D says
woman has a sweet dialect
E says
Eastern or western, woman is the worthy
F says
woman is central figure of family
G says
woman always glitters with the rays of her partner
H says
woman has holy spirits
I says
woman has basic institution in her lap
J says
woman is a full of joy
K says
woman is head of kisses
L says
woman is lovely thing
M says
woman is symbol of modesty
N says
nails increase the beauty of woman
O says
woman is an pretty ornament
P says
woman is princess
Q says
woman is queen
R says
woman is rare gift
S says
woman is a main source of survival the human being
T says
woman has true spirits of love
U says
woman is an peaceful umbrella
V says
woman is valley of love
W says
woman is wafer
X says
woman has sweet kisses
Y says
woman is your jewellary
z says
woman has great zeal

april 11,2008
abdul razaq

poem by Abdul Razaq
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You Are Great

Sweet lady day…
On my mind you stay…
My intimate whispers, resonate within…
Your spirit…
For days after…
O' how GOD must…trust mankind…
To let mankind share in this gift known as…
Woman…Truly a gift from God…
Woman- imagine Adam and Eve…?
Not making love…I just can't…
To touch woman…before and after…
Is just a thrill…to real…
An awakening…toward her beauty…And sensitivity…
Her self-respect…
It all pulls at man…
He knows you are queen…his queen…
The gift…his gift…
The woman…his woman…
And he will never forget…
Never…that you have a mind of your own…
Which enhance many things…
Like him in your dreams…
A smile from within…that is such a thrill…
Which brings about a warm chill…
An a after…smile…
Which last all day…

Whisperkwane@gmail.

poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Friends… old friends…
And what if it ends?
Shall we dare to shirk
What we live to learn?
It has done its work,
It has served its turn;
And, forgive and forget
Or hanker and fret,
We can be no more
As we were before.
When it ends, it ends
With friends.

Friends… old friends…
So it breaks, so it ends.
There let it rest!
It has fought and won,
And is still the best
That either has done.
Each as he stands
The work of its hands
Which shall be more
As he was before?…
What is it ends
With friends?

poem by William Ernest Henley
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The Unanswerable Question

A simple gift.

Many things can be meant from it.
Love, friendship, kindness and caring.
All of these can com from such a simple thing.

A rose is such a gift.
But this can be used for many things.
A birthday, an anniversary, a holiday, a funeral...

How can a simple thing be so sad?
This is a question that cannot be answered.
For the ones that can answer are already in our memories,
waiting for the day that we will join them..

We live and learn,
trying to make the best of our lives as possible.
A simple gift to me only means one thing to me,
that the world isnt as great as we thought.

It ends all the same.

It ends with death.

poem by Jeremiah Wimbrough
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Man & woman (3) 12 / 26 / ooo in bed

1) In bed a man's fail bring a woman's sorrow, but a woman's fail bring man's
exhaustion
2) In bed the hard part ends soft, but the soft parts end hard
3) A pole and a drench/ in bed the pole is bare and dry, but the drench is full
of fluid and shade
4) In bed the hard part ends thirsty, but the soft part ends full
5) In bed a woman cares for her inner part, but a man cares for external.
6) In bed one with monthly period, but the other is with daily one.
7) In bed a woman dries her body, but a man sweats salty water.
8) In bed the soft part shrinks deeper, but the hard part struts out
9) in bed a woman topping her man can smell another woman smell
10) In bed a silent woman angers her man, but a silent man arouse his.

poem by Jabberm Alessawy
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Life's A Gift

Life’s a gift for you to send
Life’s a gift for god to end
Life’s a gift now you’re with me
Life’s a gift for all to see
Life’s a gift when love is true
Life’s a gift when times look blue
Life’s a gift with the one you trust
Life’s a gift even if UN just
Life’s a gift a ray of sun
Life’s a gift though your heads held to a gun
Life’s a gift when its handed on a tray
Life’s a gift even though it’s always on display
Life’s a gift it’s hard to understand how
Life’s a gift so take advantage of it now

poem by SharonAnn Dawson
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No Difference

The other day I wrote a poem
and a friend asked me how I
could feel the pain of her kind,
as she was a different race from me.
You are white and I am black,
so how could you feel the pain I felt?
The answer was simple
we were not of a different race.
There is only one race, the human race.
We maybe different in the colour of our skin,
but we share each other’s pain.
I share yours and you share mine
whenever we are struck by grief.
We may eat different food,
but we both breathe the same air.
We see through different coloured eyes,
but we both see the same things.
There is no difference between us
except within our colour
and I am a man and you are a woman,
but that is where the difference ends.
We both have a heart that beats
and lungs that breathe in air.
No difference there.
If we are cut, we bleed
and our blood is red.
No difference there.
Therefore, you see I can feel your hurt,
feel the tears when you cry.
Now my question is if we were blind
what colour would you see?
The answer is simple,
the same colour as me.
There is no difference between us;
we each belong to the same race.
We are the same,
but with a different face.

16 March 2009

poem by David Harris
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I was blessed with a gift. It's a gift and a curse. It never ends.

quote by Dan Fogelberg
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Chauvinist

I’d never really comprehended such a mighty range of
Shapes and sizes down behind, it’s really rather strange:
The buttock muscle in a woman, overlaid with fat
Is actually such a focal point for men to want to pat

Or squeeze, and then to tease her if it’s eminently stout,
Or even risk a stay in clink to sting it with a clout!
After all, we men are tuned to be that way inclined –
And tho’ our needs are varied, girls, they’re all perverse of mind!

Best of all, our sacred dream: to see her shed her gown
When gliding to the shower for the ritual sponging down.
But then alas! With body lathered, oops! she drops the soap;
‘Please! ’ we beg her, ‘bend and bare! ’ But we can only hope!

I’m sure by now you get the picture – like a rule of thumb –
That men like me obsess all day about the fairer bum.

My dreams are of a
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman
woman woman woman woman woman woman woman

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Prosperous

My eyes slowly showing
What her heart was knowing
Thy elan soaring

I can unselfishly share
I can care
I am no longer rare

Returning love no more a dare
A gift now in my lair
Woman the gift...not spare

Finished living on the line
Which was consuming my time
Independently of the gift divine

Impartial, woman one of a kind
May help fortify one's mind
Mutually...one half.

Sympathetic is she
I advance not with lids closed
I wish not...turn up my nose

She is more, I suppose
I am becoming whole
Loving is bold

To this woman I promise my soul
Woman is real
Woman is alive

Now I live
As to protect that of my rib
My heart was...heavy

Before this woman I plea
Cultivate your warmth of me
I may have played the fool

How I have changed my attitude
That old theorem most not prove true
Let me give thanks and shout

And pull the red carpet out
Dear woman may God
Forever bless you

Dubbed...as a
human to human contact.
A union I shall eternally respect

poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Hymn To The Woman

Woman
You are God's gift to the world
Woman
You are
The flowers that grow wild
Around the river
Woman
The water of the river
Is flowing slowly
Woman
Your eyes are so beautiful
Woman
Your smile is like a rainbow
So let it shine
Woman
Don't be afraid to show your smile

poem by Aldo Kraas
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